Angelica Tao Poet Free verse

I Almost Hear Voices

I almost hear voices. 
Sometimes. 
It feels like a camera is there. 
Humming, strumming, getting warped. 

I almost talked back to them. 
The whoosh, but no splashing. 
No evidence, not even in myself. 
So maybe I’m delusional as the browning of an apple core. 

Sometimes, I almost certainly hear voices. 
Staked right outside my room. 
Which I could bring to my lips like burning lip gloss if I cared to. 
A trap door could be there. 

I like hearing voices. 
Mostly, it’s just the “ahhh” sound. 
The start and collapse of a howl. 
Resides close. 

I almost, sometimes hear voices sneaking closer. 
Like a fish jumping onto land then into my second story window. 
I’m grateful. 
Maybe they are too.

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